Han Jing had no time to answer An Chuxue's question before Su Yu was already by her side, grabbing her wrist. He was so close that Han Jing could sense his whole aura was chilling, the kind of cold that could destroy the world.
The calm and composed heart of Han Jing suddenly bubbled over with sour emotions.
All because of him!
"Uncle Yun, you take care of Brother Qiao's injury first, An'an, help with the wound treatment." Then, she tried to shake off Su Yu's hand, but he held her wrist tightly.
Han Jing glared at him, annoyed, "I'm fine! There are still things to handle, let's change the place!"
Su Xingqiao knew Han Jing needed to handle matters with Chen Jiu and He Yanxin, so he hurriedly said, "Jing'er, let Yun Feng check your pulse first, make sure you're okay before dealing with other things!"
